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dam'n, every one here must be depressed. all of these have to do with loss and pain and love.
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i think, Why go on?
my heart stops no more beating; no more bleeding is this hell? monolithic arogance passion unknown |
you try to be monolithic, standing there alone
to rise above with your arogance, soon to take controll you have much passion for your form of work, all of us can tell yet your point is still unknown, you ment for us to dwell shimmer star grace far |
your eyes without shimmer,
not a star,more like shattered glass, without grace,my face you slash with every gaze far; the distance between our hearts |
sinner
notes purity drain |
resolve the pain of the internal sinner,
take notes to calm you down, youre far from purity, far from release, this anguish is too hard to drain. submit hell encourage pity |
i hereby submit you to your eternal resting place,
hell is where your bound,due to your negative notion, rage is all you encourage but pity is all you receive |
optimist
wallowing misfortune choking |
all I see are optimists
now expect nothing but wallowing bringing me misfortune and now see me choking night fight rain gone |
dark clouds fly in the black night sky,
rain shatters as it hits our heads while we fight, rain, oh the rain, as soon as your gone we'll relieve again. arrow glisten built she |
shot through the heart with an arrow
my blood it glistens as i bleed this is not why man was built she was not meant to end it all forced anger shame love |
i was forced to love you
my anger spread all around the shame to be with you i knew i loved another more break you mind spirit |
it hurts to break this silence.
but you have cursed me with this response. your mind, peril. your spirit, filth. shorten length stealth agree |
I'll shorten your arguement easily
The length of your words don't go too far You say stealth is your best attribute I'd have to agree, you find hide yourself pretty well Caffeine Musician Cranberry Juice ...and by the way, people, you can put your words [b]with[/b] your verse. |
[QUOTE=DeathOnBroadway]Caffeine
Musician Cranberry Juice[/QUOTE] caffeine raging through your veins wired musician, on your pedestal of glory cranberry stained war paint marks an individual soul we'll watch and cheer as your life's juices flow gotta run to class, crap! speakers books minutes late |
the speakers are shouting, this is our demise
Its all like the books said, apocalypse is upon us in a few minutes, when heaven falls it'll all be too late, its time to enter the golden gates |
mighty
men may menstruate |
Being mighty they fall
Being men they crawl Being the month of may it dawns That the word 'menstruate' is difficult to put in a lyric. Sealed Under Pray Stage |
sealed in a box... confined in a fluid...
under the sky of firmamentation pray to an unkown... probably false god... set the stage of my dismay for dismissal bingo! words: Saturate Infection Unholy Temple |
Negative images saturate deep inside
Scratching the infection infests Proud to say your unholy vows In a desolate temple Forward Thirst Swallow Ankles |
the paste on the ground neglects you move forward,
you thirst, but theres nothing for you here, the heat of this peril swallows you slowly, broken ankles, broken spirit, thats all you have left. group calamity shun quickly |
as i slowly move forward
i thirst for your face to calm me workers swallow the room with a successful face rejects wallow at my ankles, i hope i make it test fail worried lose |
what the....grrr, i sent it too late, o well
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lol. sorry.
test your fears. who cares if you fail. thats what happens when you learn. abolish your worries. youve got nothing to lose. group calamity shun quickly |
you group together all of your worries
your calamity overwhelms shun out the positives becoming depressed so quickly wrong life dark hurt |
some people ask me what is wrong
so I answer back and say its life thats wrong Its like are dark, scary night thats very long **** its hurts to be hit by a gong sunrise clowns drums forest |
sunrise, moon drowns in a see of pastels
scary clowns in prime colors fade away into the night tribal drums are heard all around playing in the forest, the views are wonderous kick you shame leave |
As you kicked me to the curb
It is clear you love me no more My shame becomes more evident Because you need to leave me 6-string glory crowd love |
did you know a quitar is a 6-string?
well year but I guess it aint as good as the glory of the g-string They are a real crowd pleaser and its makes you fall in love with a hot women easier home deer chocolate jet pilot |
riding home full of confusion
deer in the headlights look on my face hot cup of chocolate to ease my pain the jet pilot i loved has left without a trace guilt hate force cry |
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